Having cultivated myself into an immortal, all I want to do is raise female disciples.

Ye Xuanqiu squinted, "What?"

"A nearly decaying skeleton, with what appears to be a strange crack in the area of ​​its heart."

Recalling what he had seen that day, Yunping's face fell.

It was only after returning from the performance at the courtyard that Yunping confirmed Ye Xuanqiu's true purpose.

Before this, he had only suspected it, but after he found out that the mark was made by Ye Xuanqiu, he was certain that his guess was correct.

"That crack was caused by you, and coupled with that growing madness and chaos that's been spreading outwards lately..."

Yun Ping stared straight at Ye Xuanqiu and said calmly, "You took the heart of that Yuanlong, didn't you?"

"As one of the twenty-first ultimate beings, Yin Hanxuebing naturally knew that the heart of that Yuanlong was the source of all madness and chaos, but with her abilities, she was simply unable to completely eliminate it, so she could only choose to suppress it."

"But you turned Jue An into a corpse puppet, manipulated it to freeze the Northern Ice Palace, forced Yin Hanxue to hide, and then went underground to steal the heart of the Primordial Dragon."

"The reason you didn't directly attack the Northern Ice Palace is because Yin Hanxue used her own source power to freeze that heart. You were worried that Yin Hanxue would fight to the death. And that crack was left when you broke the ice when you stole the heart."

"Even back in the Dragonbone Wasteland, I was still puzzled as to why Jue An suddenly went mad. Now that I think about it, you started planning this back then... didn't you?"

……

That was during the era of Tianjue.

Before this, he couldn't understand why a mad dragon would suddenly appear in the usually peaceful Black Dragon Clan. At the time, he thought that someone must be behind it, but he never expected...

The one causing the mischief is one's beloved.

Ye Xuanqiu did not refute.

Because Yunping was absolutely right.

However, her face was filled with an expectant smile, but she also gave up the pursuit of the Northern Ice Palace in the sky. She knew that she could not make a move. At this moment, this game was already her defeat.

But it doesn't necessarily mean a complete loss.

She turned around with a smile, her beautiful eyes holding a hint of charm and strangeness: "If that's the case, my husband already knows why I've done so many things, right?"

In response to Ye Xuanqiu's question.

Yunping took a deep breath and said in a deep voice his judgment: "My initial thought was that you wanted to use Yu Chan's body and the power of the Twenty-One Ultimate to possess and be reborn, and then return to the identity of the Origin Ancestor, and sit on equal footing with those two."

"Perhaps your power was once restricted, and you were willing to sacrifice your life for it..."

At this point, he couldn't help but close his eyes.

All the memories of the past flashed through my mind.

Yunping originally thought that Ye Xuanqiu's death was because of those two ancestors.

But now he understands.

Although Ye Xuanqiu did not commit suicide, it was essentially a form of suicide.

Because her physical body and soul at that time were insufficient for her to return to her original identity, she had to die once to separate her soul from her mortal body.

In this generation, we slowly gather the power of the twenty-one ultimates.

The power of the Twenty-One Ultimate is almost equivalent to the power of the Origin Ancestor. It is a part that was separated from the Kunxuan Ancestor and belongs to the origin of heaven and earth.

The Primordial Dragon was made from a bone of the Kunxuan Ancestor, and its heart was naturally one of the origins of heaven and earth.

Everything is connected!

Including the battle in the airspace at that time, although Ye Xuanqiu was able to trap himself in the airspace, he was no match for Yun Ping at all, and his realm was not on the same level as Kunxuan and Hongmeng Ancestor.

In other words, Ye Xuanqiu, this ancestor, is not complete.

Everything she did was to make herself more complete, and thus return to her ancestral origin!

Am I right?

Yunping stared at Ye Xuanqiu, wanting to get an answer from her.

All the clues converge at one point.

Everything proved that Yunping's conjecture was correct.

All he wanted was an answer from Ye Xuanqiu.

Of course.

After a brief silence—

"Hahaha...hahahaha~"

Ye Xuanqiu suddenly burst into laughter.

The laughter didn't seem deliberate at all; it was genuine, a laugh that came from the heart.

Seemingly realizing that her laughter was a bit too flamboyant, Ye Xuanqiu blushed slightly and restrained her laughter, her beautiful, misty eyes filled with amusement.

"My husband is truly my husband... so intelligent."

"but--"

She silently extended one index finger, a cold smile suddenly appearing on her lips.

"You're wrong."

"My husband's speculation..."

"Completely wrong."

61. I am a pigeon, therefore I am.

Where did I go wrong?

Yunping stared at Ye Xuanqiu, trying to catch even the slightest hint of hypocrisy in her seemingly exaggerated smile.

Logically speaking, it seems I haven't missed any clues.

It's like in Detective Conan, where through incredibly meticulous reasoning, the culprit's modus operandi is deduced, and through logical reasoning, possibilities are eliminated, ultimately leading to the identification of the real killer.

Just as he was about to utter the classic line, "There's only one truth," the criminal innocently declared, "That evidence has nothing to do with me! It wasn't me! I didn't do it! Don't talk nonsense!"

Anyone would subconsciously assume that the other person is making excuses.

Ye Xuanqiu naturally knew Yunping's thoughts, and chuckled, "Although my husband guessed a lot of things, the Twenty-One Ultimate... the heart of the Primordial Dragon... and my prop clone, it all seems to make perfect sense."

“In my previous life, I knew I could not become the Source Ancestor, so I could only choose to reincarnate. This reasoning seems to be correct.”

"But the problem lies with that prop doll... Ye Yuchan, why does she exist?"

In response to Ye Xuanqiu's question, Yunping replied, "Because you were not complete at the time, your soul may have malfunctioned during your active reincarnation, and it accidentally separated into two parts."

"What if it wasn't an accident?"

……

"What do you mean?"

"Literal meaning."

Ye Xuanqiu chuckled and turned to look down through the enormous cliff ravine, meeting Ye Yuchan's gaze as she looked up at the sky.

The two people, who looked exactly alike, met each other's gazes in mid-air.

Almost subconsciously, Ye Yuchan felt a terrifying chill creeping over her entire body. She felt as if she were bound by some indescribable force, her whole body trembling, her eyes wide open, and she murmured, but couldn't utter a single word.

A chilling fear permeated Ye Yuchan's entire body.

As if mocking her, Ye Xuanqiu smiled contemptuously and looked away from Ye Yuchan.

"Her existence was not an accident, but a transaction."

"What kind of deal?" Yun Ping asked in a deep voice.

Ye Xuanqiu smiled faintly and silently pointed to the heavens.

Yunping raised his head, then frowned.

Heaven... the Way of Heaven?

Or perhaps it was those two lofty progenitors?

Yunping was puzzled. When he came to his senses, Ye Xuanqiu was already standing on the edge of the cliff opposite him.

Her exquisite white dress fluttered in the cold wind. Ye Xuanqiu brushed a strand of hair from her temple and smiled gently: "My husband doesn't need to know so much. When I have accomplished my great task, my husband will know my good intentions."

"But you lost."

Yun Ping stared intently at Ye Xuanqiu. "You said I could ask you three questions."

"That's certainly possible."

Ye Xuanqiu smiled.

Immediately afterwards—

A mischievous smile played on her lips, her bright, sparkling eyes giving Yun Ping a playful wink. She then stuck out her tongue, her smile as beautiful as a blooming snow lotus: "But I never said I'd answer my husband!"

Yunping: "..."

After a fleeting moment of playfulness, Ye Xuanqiu returned to her usual aloofness and haughty arrogance, as if the scene just now was merely an impromptu performance: "I learned this from my husband. After all, if the mystery were revealed so early, it wouldn't be fun, wouldn't you say?"

Yunping remained silent, staring intently at Ye Xuanqiu with a somewhat terrifying gaze.

But seeing Yun Ping's expression, Ye Xuanqiu still had no intention of answering her question. Instead, she raised her head, glanced at the North Ice Palace floating in mid-air with a hint of resentment, and sighed.

"But this time, I really did lose. It seems I wasn't prepared enough and couldn't possibly beat my husband."

"But the silver, cold snow, and ice will eventually come into my hands."

That day will eventually come.

Muttering some incomprehensible words, Ye Xuanqiu flicked her sleeve, leaving Yun Ping with an ambiguous look, and then seemed to blend into the frost and snow of the Far Eastern snowfield, her dazzling white slowly disappearing from Yun Ping's sight.

Ye Xuanqiu is gone.

As expected, Yuntian Academy emerged victorious in this battle.

But Yunping didn't feel happy at all; instead, he felt increasingly palpitations.

Because he might be wrong.